Posts Tagged ‘P’
Wednesday, September 18th, 2013
Name: Princess Ladybug
RIP Princess Ladybug. Gone but not forgotten, leaving many humans in need of counselling.
What makes Princess so mean?
Her adoption papers said that she had problems “socializing” but there was more, much more to that. She truly hated people. In fact, she hated people, all other animals, newspapers, vets, bugs, plants, my robe, the weather, Christmas…shall I go on?
She tolerated me because I was very gentle with her, had rescued her from the pound, and besides, I fed her special yummies! I also cleared a nice spot for her on the bed… right next to my pillow… every night. She didn’t always sleep there, but she liked having the option.
After a few months she actually grew to like me too (I think). It is very flattering to have the WildCat From Hell curl up with you and lick your nose every once in a while.
However, I was the only one she could bring herself to love. No one else would ever see her being anything less than severely angry and threatening. Whenever someone would visit, she would stiffen up and just stare at them with these wide, wild eyes until they left. Motionless, she would make these very scary, foreboding noises, growls from very deep within. Some people tried to pet her. They were the bravest people I’ve ever known.
Once, when a friend stayed for dinner, Princess sat right up on the kitchen table – directly in front of my friend – and stared at her. In addition to making the deep growling noise she would also scream and hiss every time my friend moved. I tried several times to get Princess off the table. There was much screaming and hissing! She let us know she was NOT MOVING until my friend left the premises. It was an interesting meal. We still talk about that day. My cat is kind of a legend around here.
Photo submitted by: Carol Ann
Saturday, September 7th, 2013
Name: Pussy Galore, formerly Mr. Hairy
Is that the fridge door I hear? Mew, mew, mew. I'm so sweet!
What makes Pussy Galore so mean?
It’s not surprising that kitty has issues when she was called Mr Hairy for her first 6 months. That’s bound to get your goat, especially when your an arrogant prissy like Pussy Galore!
She’s totally bi-polar, really nice at times. Well, when the fridge door is open she switches to ‘lovely puss’, but as soon as there’s no food on the cards she’s an antisocial, scratchy, unaffectionate beast.
She doesn’t like giving out strokes and has a techniques of dodging and diving around your hand so there’s no way you can get a proper, satisfying one.
The worst thing is when she slips into ‘crazy eye’ mode. This normally involves waiting until I am trying to come down the stairs, blocking the route and jumping onto the bottom of my leg and attacking it with all her gusto!! There’s teeth latched on (normally to the bone at the front of the leg,) front legs wrapped around the calf in a bear-hug style, and pistoning her back legs (kinda like a rabbit) to get maximum scratchage on the ankle area. The thing is, if you spot her waiting to attack, and try to sweet talk her into being a good puss, it only gets her more excited and she’ll even start eyeing up as if to jump at your face.
Despite her sporadic attacks, she is so beautiful and has a massive bushy tail. She loves to talk and has a boyfriend (a big fat stray) she likes to go out with. She is also stupid (almost punch-drunk) at times, doing things like jumping onto something and falling immediately off again.
Submitted by: Fran
Sunday, March 17th, 2013
Oh big stupid dooo-oooog...I'm coming to get ya!
What makes Paul so mean?
My cat Paul is the meanest cat ever! He is only a few months old, but he got in a fight with one of our other kitties, named Christine, and clawed Christine’s eye! To this day, Christine still can’t open her eye properly. He also clawed a hole completely through our futon.
Last but not least, he chases our 140 lb dog named David. Poor David has to hide under the porch.
Photo submitted by: Mr. Puss
Saturday, March 16th, 2013
Location: Waynesboro, PA
As soon as they think I'm going to use the toilet full time and get rid of the cat box... heh heh heh!
What makes Peek-A-Boo so mean?
This wonderful darling our 12 year old pride and joy, Peek-A-Boo. Peek-A-Boo is a…well, she’s an interesting cat. Her hobbies include the following: sleeping in a cardboard box by the window, hacking up giant piles of puke, chewing on toes, climbing on the kitchen counter to drink the nasty mixture of milk and water out of the bowls in the sink, knocking anything and everything out of her way and onto the floor, leaving chunks of fur all over the house, and every so often leaving us a HUGE stool sample on the front mat, oh and we can’t forget her wonderful of habit of drinking out of the toilet.
Speaking of toilets, Peek-A-Boo has recently given our family a wonderful surprise. My older sister Beth was getting ready for our Sunday morning service at church. As she was doing her hair, she heard running water. She thought she had turned the sink off after brushing her teeth, but she went and checked anyway. Well, when she got to the bathroom, she saw WAY more than running sink water. Apparently, our precious Peek-A-Boo has learned to use the potty in the human way!
Peek-A-Boo has also gotten into the entertaining habit of chasing her sister, Kitty Guess, all around the house. Poor Kitty Guess never wins.
Peek-A-Boo has been classified as sckitsophrenic, spaztic, and all around NUTS!
Photo submitted by: Mary D.
Monday, March 4th, 2013
Come on, come on, pet me, I dare you!
What makes Pamp so mean?
Pamplemousse came in to our lives about October 2002, when my boyfriend’s co-worker moved and could no longer keep her. She was 11 weeks old. Of course we fell in love with her adorableness and indulged her little habits like chewing on our hands and biting/scratching us in play.
Now she is bigger and even more vicious when we play with her. You cannot put your hand near here without risking serious harm. She likes to chew and scratch on the furniture, bed, blankets etc. Her most recent torture involves playing in her litter box and leaping out of it, thus spraying the room with loose litter, and no matter how much we tell her not to, she seems to take particular delight in doing this as we get ready for work in the morning.
Photo submitted by: Meg
Tuesday, December 4th, 2012
Quoth the kitty, “Nevermore!”
Oh, and, “Die, vacuum, die!”
What makes Poe so mean?
Poe is one mean kitty! Well, actually she has social-phobia. I blame it on us. From the moment we saw her in the litter of nice kitties playing, she was sitting above them all by herself just staring with her glowing eyes. What a mean, anti-social kitty!
I have woken up several times during the night to her staring at me with her evil green eyes, waiting to pounce me. Not only does she have a social disorder, she is also bi-polar. She is sweet in the morning, and at night she runs back and forth meowing hysterically. She only pretends to be sweet so we will give her favorite ocean-explosion treats, and once she eats them she runs off and hides under the bed where we can’t touch her.
Between all of her disorders, I think this mean kitty needs some Zoloft! Too bad she is so cuddly.
Submitted by: Merin
Monday, December 3rd, 2012
Location: Your Worst Nightmare
This is your face. This is your face after catnip. Any questions?
What makes Plain so mean?
This is Plain. He is mean and rude. If your head is under the covers, he will put his paws under there with his claws out and scratch you in the face or head. He also gets into any food that is left out.
He likes to be the only cat in the house. When other cats come in, he gets irritable and won’t even come by me, even when the others aren’t around.
Submitted by: Mike
Saturday, December 1st, 2012
Location: Dagobah, maybe?
When 16 years equivalent in human years you are, look as good you will not.
What makes Phoebe so mean?
Phoebe is a very mean kitty. She is 16 years old and has the reputation of biting any creature who touches her, especially my 2 younger brothers and my other cat, Gidget.
Submitted by: Michael
Friday, November 30th, 2012
Name: Puddy Tat
Location: Fairbanks, AK
I may not like to eat catfood but I sure like regurgitating it!
What makes Puddytat so mean?
Once three years ago I came to live at the residence of one Evil Feline by the name of Puddytat. I was met at the top of the stairs by her Evil Highness. If I checked out, I was allowed entrance to HER HOME…if not, I would be confined to servant’s quarters.
I don’t have to tell you where I ended up.
When her highness rings the back door bell, I must anticipate her wishes. Either her kitty dish is empty or she wants out for an afternoon snack of shrew ears or noses (she does NOT eat cat food).
She sometimes watches from her throne, located on the back of HER human’s (Joann) couch. That’s why no birds or squirrels dare enter HER realm and live to tell about it.
Believe me I could say a lot more but then we’re looking at a novella.
Submitted by: Susan
Thursday, November 29th, 2012
I shall hide in a box until they forget I’m there and then tonight, after bedtime, the fun begins!
What makes Puddy so mean?
Puddy is not allowed to sleep inside at night because he wakes us up by biting our faces. He has permanently scarred the kids’ hands and emotionally scarred visiting children (3 no longer like cats).
The dog is frightened of him. All visitors are warned to be careful of him. All boxes are his home: he uses them as hiding spots to launch his attacks. Oh, and he dribbles! But we love him. Sometimes I wonder why, but we do.
Submitted by: Judy